My two cents worth…Worked south central L.A., on and off, from 71-94. Lots of fights, especially in the 70s. Back then, it was all fisticuffs, except for the occasional stick. No knives or firearms. From my perspective, most altercations were sudden and close. Black Panthers, Brown Berets, Black Muslims, and General riff-raff. There was no time to go for a firearm, in fact, you were more concerned with protecting your own pistol from being taken and used against you or your partner. Very close quarters combat. We had been taught in just that, ( in the 70s we were expected to go hand to gland if needed)…no Mace, no Tasers, no Rovers to call for assistance. Nada! Your problem…you handle it. If you had time to draw your baton, you were lucky.
So, I would recommend practicing going hand to hand (nicer phrase) more than going for your piece, or even a knife.
Now, a word about martial arts. Note…I am not an expert in these arts, xcept for a street fighting course at the academy. Most martial arts are great, EXCEPT…they rarely teach contact, at least hard contact. Can’t have too many students going home with broken bones, which does happen on the streets. At the time I was 6’7” and weighed 240, with little fat (mind you 50 years ago). But there were dudes larger than I was! Thankfully, most of them had common sense. It was the short drunk Mexicans that wanted to fight, sometimes in groups. A lot of the problems were settled my control holds, most of which are now illegal. Again…just my two cents worth.